When I moved into a community in Hangzhou with a monthly rent of 800 yuan, I picked up a living prohibition manual.
If you break the rules, you won't die——
You will be replaced.
The face is still yours, the body is still yours,
But you are no longer you.
100 Dead rules, only 58 are shown.
Every time one is violated, there is a new ban.
For every additional one, there is one less living person.
I was forced to be the chosen one,
Take the initiative to step on all taboos and sacrifice yourself,
Just to fill in the last 42 blanks.
When rule 100 falls,
The underground seal is opened, and another me comes out of the mirror.
And I will become the rule itself, imprisoned here forever.
Every neighbor you see may not be human.
